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Robert Bly's
Morning Poems is a window into the life of the mind, the poetic process, and the beautifully and poignantly prosaic way our lives pass as a series of (mostly) ordinary days. The poems are soft-spoken and unassuming, each written as a component of Bly's morning ritual. "A Week of Poems at Bennington," for example, includes meditations on such lofty subjects as "The Dog's Ears" and "What the Buttocks Think." At the same time, the poems often address weighty matters: aging, friendship, and death. It is one of Bly's poetic virtues that he is able to write about such subjects (following the example of
William Stafford) with a delicate and unpretentious touch. Consider the homespun phrasing and deeply felt acceptance of life's twists and turns in "The Resemblance Between Your Life and a Dog": I never intended to have this life, believe me-- / it just happened. You know how dogs turn up / At a farm, and they wag but can't explain. / It's good if you can accept your life..."
From Library Journal
Aware that poetry can appeal to the child in us, poet (Meditations on the Insatiable Soul, LJ 10/15/94), social critic (The Sibling Society, LJ 7/96), and men's advocate (Iron John, LJ 4/1/92) Bly adopts the homely diction and personification of children's fiction to create a storybook world filled with wry humor and quirky, surreal leaps. Mice converse, oceans complain, and less-than-sage observations are delivered with a deadpan naivete: "Getting killed/ Happens during a war a lot to horses and people." Even titles?"Bad People," "Things To Think"?seem lifted from a first-grade primer. But behind the affected innocence lies a desire to subvert expectations by playing style against substance to spotlight and praise the role of surprise in our lives ("We bend our ankle and end up reading Gibbon"). Cloaked in the simplicity of folktales told around a campfire, Bly's allegories of aging, death, and loss forfeit their intrinsic terrors to the larger, absorptive patterns of myth. It's a risky strategy, one open to charges of coyness and condescension toward the reader; but when it works, the results are entertaining, poignant, and?like each new day?unpredictable.?Fred Muratori, Cornell Univ. Lib., Ithaca, N.Y.
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